The Wood Green Ouija Board

Dedicated to Soriah Bronté.

I lived in halls of residence for a term when I first went to art school. A large, modern, red brick building, a spit from Wood Green tube, it was full of first year students who arrived at this north London polytechnic from everywhere in the UK, begotten of diverse parents, chemists and postmen, teachers and printers, Waitrose executives and Sainsbury’…